am I pastel grunge enough for Tumblr?
This is a tl;dr post. I’d put a cut tag in, but I’m on my phone, and I don’t feel like looking for the HTML. I really do only use Tumblr to talk about negative things. Oh well. Just keep scrolling on.Never mind, I found it. New Tumblr is a bitch.
New Year’s Resolution: I am no longer going to be an angsty tumblr.
~ * ~ P O S I T I V I T Y ~ * ~
I was thinking about writing a big entry about my 2012, but then I decided it’s just not worth it. There is a lot I can say about this year, but all in all, it in no way compared to the hell that was 2011. While it was not my best year, the last few months seemed to make up for it.
I’m actually like really, really happy this Christmas. It is such a 180 from last year. It’s amazing.
I really don’t know how much more of this fucking yelling I can mentally take.
I have this really weird habit of purposely going back and looking at things that have upset me even if I have since moved on. I don’t get it, or maybe I’m just trying to desensitize myself so it won’t hurt as much if it happens again.
I really want to just talk to you, but I don’t know what to say. I’m upset. Hiding things is just as bad as lying.
So I was feeling really good today,
but now I am just insecure and upset.
I feel like shit today.
I am pretty sure one of my closest friends is mad at me, and I have no idea why.
I think I am wearing on the nerves of the few people I want to talk to.
I have no way of reading how certain people feel.
I keep attempting to be vulnerable, but it freaks me out.
All my phobias about people lying to me are back.
I have no idea where I stand with certain things.
I just really want a hug right now.
And I still hate you generic Yaz.